Confession of a Writer .10 (Fire Starter)

A  fire  starter  to  say  the  least,

A  woman  with  the  soul  of  a  beast,

What  pushes us  to  dig  down  deep….

regurgitate  strength  right  at  his  feet

expected  to  only  shy  away….

fly  away…hide  away.

Change  my  mind?

forfeit  my  worth?

I’d  rather  leave  this  fertile  earth.

With  nothing  left,  but  a  seed,

I’ll  plant  this  fire  with  caution  and  heed,

waiting  for  the  right  time  to  ignite,

While  this  fire  within,  burns  with  speed.

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